BRITNEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!??!
EVIDENCE
MORE EVIDENCE
Monday, November 27, 2006
CRAZY TRAIN IS A GENIUS
SHE SENT THIS TEXT TO THE LORD OF THE JAMZ LATE SATURDAY/EARLY SUNDAY:
"Must...make...way...hofme. Sllefpimh on street not opt4on."
"Sllefpimh" IS OBV. ANOTHER LANGUAGE.
CRAZY TRAIN IS A POLYGLOT GENIUS.
"Must...make...way...hofme. Sllefpimh on street not opt4on."
"Sllefpimh" IS OBV. ANOTHER LANGUAGE.
CRAZY TRAIN IS A POLYGLOT GENIUS.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
WHY DRUNKS SHOULD ALWAYS DATE
DID WE TALK ABOUT THIS ALREADY? I CAN'T REMEMBER. LET'S JUST TALK ABOUT IT AGAIN.
ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES FOR CONVERSATION!
ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES FOR CONVERSATION!
F*CKED UP DUDE
PROBLEMZ WITH TODAY:
1. I AM AT WORK AT A MAKESHIFT MESSY DESK THAT IS NOT EVEN MY OWN MAKESHIFT MESSY DESK BUT THAT OF A COWORKER TAKING SABACTICLE IN HAWAII. WHAT AN AZZHOLE FOR BEING IN HAWAII WHILE I AM HERE.
2. MY THROAT/HEAD STILL HURTZ. THE DWARVES IN MY BRAIN ARE RESTLESS. EDIT BY CRAZY TRAIN: THIS NEEDED A PICTURE. BRAIN DWARVES!!!! (CUE BIG BLACK)
3. I HAVE WORK TO DO, AM OVERWHELMED. IN SHORT, I FEEL MILDLY RETARDED.
4. SOMEONE HAS EATEN MY CEREAL ! IT IS MISSING FROM THE OFFICE KITCHEN, NOWHERE TO BE FOUND IN THE MUTIPLE MUSTY DUSTY CABINETS AND DARK RECESSES! SOMEONE MUST HAVE ABSCONDED WITH THE GOODZ. WHO WOULD DO A THING LIKE THAT TO A KID LIKE ME? WHEN ALL YOU HAVE TO LOOK FORWARD TO IN THE WORLD IS YOUR DELICIOUS BAG OF OVERPRICED GRANOLA AND YOU HAVE BEEN DENIED, WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO LIVE FOR?! HOW MANY HOURS MUST YOU WAIT TILL LUNCH? (THERE WAS NOT EVEN SOMEONE ELSE'S YUMMY CEREAL TO STEAL TO SETTLE THE SCORE, UNLESS YOU COUNT THE GRAPENUTS AND I THINK THEY'VE BEEN THERE SINCE THE ICE AGES AND ARE THEREFORE REPELLANT, NOT DELICIOUS NOR ENTICING). WHOEVER STOLE MY CEREAL I HOPE YOU CHOKE ON THE NUTRITIOUS WALNUTS AND HEARTY OATS!
IT IS A SAD SAD DAY.
1. I AM AT WORK AT A MAKESHIFT MESSY DESK THAT IS NOT EVEN MY OWN MAKESHIFT MESSY DESK BUT THAT OF A COWORKER TAKING SABACTICLE IN HAWAII. WHAT AN AZZHOLE FOR BEING IN HAWAII WHILE I AM HERE.
2. MY THROAT/HEAD STILL HURTZ. THE DWARVES IN MY BRAIN ARE RESTLESS. EDIT BY CRAZY TRAIN: THIS NEEDED A PICTURE. BRAIN DWARVES!!!! (CUE BIG BLACK)
3. I HAVE WORK TO DO, AM OVERWHELMED. IN SHORT, I FEEL MILDLY RETARDED.
4. SOMEONE HAS EATEN MY CEREAL ! IT IS MISSING FROM THE OFFICE KITCHEN, NOWHERE TO BE FOUND IN THE MUTIPLE MUSTY DUSTY CABINETS AND DARK RECESSES! SOMEONE MUST HAVE ABSCONDED WITH THE GOODZ. WHO WOULD DO A THING LIKE THAT TO A KID LIKE ME? WHEN ALL YOU HAVE TO LOOK FORWARD TO IN THE WORLD IS YOUR DELICIOUS BAG OF OVERPRICED GRANOLA AND YOU HAVE BEEN DENIED, WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO LIVE FOR?! HOW MANY HOURS MUST YOU WAIT TILL LUNCH? (THERE WAS NOT EVEN SOMEONE ELSE'S YUMMY CEREAL TO STEAL TO SETTLE THE SCORE, UNLESS YOU COUNT THE GRAPENUTS AND I THINK THEY'VE BEEN THERE SINCE THE ICE AGES AND ARE THEREFORE REPELLANT, NOT DELICIOUS NOR ENTICING). WHOEVER STOLE MY CEREAL I HOPE YOU CHOKE ON THE NUTRITIOUS WALNUTS AND HEARTY OATS!
IT IS A SAD SAD DAY.
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